I'm standing in my classroom. A wave crashes around
as the tide draws the needy children at my feet. I am
surrounded by a feeling of being overwhelmed with
salty waters. My chest seems tight and my breath is
but a wind exhaling. The sails of the tiny ships glide
into one another, revealing that they too are being
swept away. I look onward and see a glimpse of light.
A small payne of glass that glimmers in the horizon. A
memory of home...land. The shoreline in my dreams
have always been the anchor and the lighthouse was
merely the lantern to journey with. I am reminded
that this large water is merely my destiny. A time to
learn how to float in heavy seas... Terah
as the tide draws the needy children at my feet. I am
surrounded by a feeling of being overwhelmed with
salty waters. My chest seems tight and my breath is
but a wind exhaling. The sails of the tiny ships glide
into one another, revealing that they too are being
swept away. I look onward and see a glimpse of light.
A small payne of glass that glimmers in the horizon. A
memory of home...land. The shoreline in my dreams
have always been the anchor and the lighthouse was
merely the lantern to journey with. I am reminded
that this large water is merely my destiny. A time to
learn how to float in heavy seas... Terah
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